It’s taken me awhile to write this blog. I am caught up in a whirlwind of emotions that lie somewhere between pure terror and general discomfort. Basically imagine yourself incredibly constipated while trying to take a nap in a lions den. That’s me right now.
It’s been so hard clinging on to that passion I had when I was first accepted for the Race. I am constantly reminding myself of God’s promises, and God has been reminding me that he is in control. It’s some pretty tough stuff.
Ever since I was accepted to the Race, I have dreamed of the day I would buy my pack. I’m not sure exactly why it was such a huge deal to me, but something about owning the pack finalized the Race in my mind. It was like I had channeled all the reality of the Race into the single item that was my pack, or at least I thought so.
The problem was there was no way on Earth that I was going to be able to afford my Osprey Ariel, 65 liter, dream boat of a backpack. It was 300 dollars, and after some hard financial times in my life, that was just not feasible.
But with God, ALL THINGS ARE POSSIBLE.
This memorial day, my pack went on sale! I was able to buy my dream pack in the color I wanted(bright red like my emotions) and take it home to stare at it lovingly.
This pack is not just a backpack for me. It is my dream becoming a reality. It is a symbol of God’s provision, and what a symbol it will be. I will carry with me a symbol of God’s power for all eleven months of the Race.
When I bought my pack at REI, Mambo Number 5 was playing on the radio, and I heard, “A little bit of Rita is all I need,” so I decided to name my pack Rita.
God knew what I needed, and this little miracle was all I needed to restore my faith in His provision.
This fundraising game is some tough stuff, but I know God is in it, and He can provide.
For now, I am spending a lot of time like this:
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